"a... circus?" he laughs slightly,

"isn't that the same as a carnival?"

"my, you really are a case..." i shake my head in mock amazement,

but something in me wilts at the words,

does he really not know the difference?

we sit in comfortable contemplating silence,

then taehyung reaches into his bag

and pulls out a bouquet of

roses and sunflowers.

i gasp, the wonderful aroma already flooding my small apartment.

"i... i brought these for you. from the shop..."

he stares at his converse without meeting my eyes as

he hands the stunning arrangement to me.

"taehyung, these are... they are so perfect. my goodness..."

i stroke the foremost rose for a long moment before setting the entire bunch aside gently, then i turn

and throw my arms around taehyung,

squeezing him tight, laughing at his surprise.

"thank you, taehyung."

"i-"

"no, you don't need to. i love them. thank you so much."